Happy Mothers Day to all you Momma’s out there.
Whether you’re a Mom, a Grandma who has taken in your grandchildren, a foster Mom, a Mom longing for her child who is waiting across the world, a women who dreams to one day be called Mommy, a women with no children of your own, but selflessly loves and cares for those around you that have no Mother of their own, thank you.
You are loved. Important. Beautiful. Treasured.
I always try everyday to be beyond grateful for the blessing of my little girls. But on a day like today, I am extra aware of how unbelievably sweet it is to be a Mommy. I often wonder how I was chosen to be their Mommy. I am not spectacular by any means. I mess up, and I come with baggage. But God with all His grace allowed me to borrow His children here on earth. Amazing. I wanted to do something different. I want to take this little moment and write this to my girls. I hope one day, when they’ve grown, and they think I am boring, uncool, and have no sense of style, that they can look back at these posts and see who their Momma is. I hope they can be proud of who I was, what I’ve gone through, how God has shaped me, and how much I love them.
To My Girls…
I am so thankful to be your Mommy. I remember very vividly the moment I found out I would be a Mom. I was scared, excited, nervous, but mostly full of pure joy. Watching you both grow into little girls is a gift I thank God for, so often. Being a Mom means having to be ready to learn something new everyday. You both teach me so much about grace, forgiveness, love, and how to soak in the little things. You also have taught me that it is really hard to scrub purple crayon off the wall, and there is no limit to how many times one can pee on the floor in a day. Ellie, the way you laugh so hard you can hardly breathe, and Sadie, the way you throw your head back every-time you giggle, makes me smile often. Little things like that, I will make a snapshot of in my mind, and hold onto forever. Thank you for letting me join you in Frozen sing-alongs, and for always wanting to dance in the living room with me. And I will forgive you both now, when you think I am beyond embarrassing, and tell me you don’t like me anymore.
The fact of the matter, whether I like it or not, is that you will grow up. One day you will both leave from my side, and allow God to lead you on grand adventures. I pray that long before then, you have realized that you have a great need for a Savior. I hope that through my example, you will know the power of redemption, and choose to accept the greatest Gift ever given to us. You will both make mistakes, you will both experience heartache, and you will both wonder why life is so hard sometimes. But I hope that I can show you in a gracious way that God is faithful through every circumstance. I know there are times now, and there will be times in the future, when I fail you. Sometimes I tell you I’m too busy to paint with you, or I yell because you spilled milk on the carpet. For those times I am sorry. I will always try to remember to ask you for forgiveness, and I hope you will both always be quick to offer me grace.
I hope one day you when I tell you both my story, and how God has transformed me, that you will still think I’m as great as you think I am now. I pray that one day, when you’ve grown, and maybe you have little ones of your own, that you will say to them with pride in your voice, “Look, this is my Mommy. I love her so much, and she is so precious to me.”. I hope that through my life you will see how much I love your Daddy. I want nothing more than for you both to find a man like him. I hope our imperfect marriage will be an example to you in so many ways. And more than anything in this life, I hope you know how much I love Jesus. I hope that in every aspect of my life, His love, joy, grace, mercy, kindness, and light is shown. I want you to know that He alone is who gives us worth. And no man, amount of make-up, number on the scale, friend, job, or words can ever change the way He looks at you girls.
I love you both more than words can express. I hope that you will never doubt that. Thank you for the laughs, the snuggles, the snot on my shirt, the food in my hair, the pictures you draw me, the songs you sing to me, and joy you both grant me each day. Thank you for making me a Mommy.
